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Spice girl (Lando Norris x Reader)

Summary: Y/n and Lando take part in a hot wings challenge (similar to the quadrant one but I only watched a bit) however the two have a peculiar chemistry which results in very comical moments for the camera.

A/n: I've disappeared again. I had a major surgery so recovery was a bit tough. Apologies again if it took ages. Requested by Formula1_lestappen

Y/n PoV:

"Are you allergic to spicy food?" The crew asked us. "No" said Lando. "Neither am I but I'd love to" I added "I hate these challenges". Hot wings challenge- had to happen at some point. Despite my absolute love for food, traditional or not, my body had zero tolerance for spice. I'd have gas problems, and it might have seemed TMI to say it out loud but I personally did not believe in TMI. Especially when the spice was shoved down my throat for a silly internet challenge- Y/n giveth, Y/n taketh away. Anyways, the fact that Lando was gonna be there with me was just the cherry on the cake. I always was a "keep it professional freak" because of my social anxiety (ironically my career naturally involves no privacy as an F1 driver)  which is why I had an awkwardness problem.

I looked with dread at the myriad of hot sauces before me, actually considering to say "I am very very allergic" but I'd probably still be forced into it. "Y/n you good? You look extremely pale" Lando said. I tried to force a smile but he probably thought I was having a stroke because he actually looked serious.

The first set wasn't bad at all, the sauce actually gave it a really nice flavour. Me and Lando just started chatting about random stuff, almost as if we were trying to break through each other. At first we were fine, but then we started getting into the controversial- and very memeable- stuff. We started to discuss a perfect vacation and then we got into an argument about cruise ships. "Have you actually ever been on one?" He asked me. "No, and I don't intend to. I get motion sickness just from thinking about being on a boat" "well you sure picked the wrong profession if you get motion sickness" "OK! Fine! Sea sickness. We're going on a tangent".

The next set came, and that's when I realised how hard it was gonna get. And we we're still arguing about cruise ships and it became concerning for the whole crew. "I thought out of everyone, you would have my back on this" I told him. "Me? Oh no I'm the ultimate dick rider of cruise holidays." He replied. "Oh, you're gonna have to bleep that out guys" I said, using my hand to fan my mouth from the spice level "just replace it with 'don't go on cruise ships, it's bad'". "It's bad? Can you elaborate?" Lando asked. "Nope" I was tripling and quadrupling down.

The spice level increased once more, and that's when I started wandering about the other teams. "Well, you're definitely better than Charles and Carlos" the lady behind the camera said. Me and Lando just looked at each other trying not to make sarcastic comments. Lando sure likes to burn bridges, I did not.

When we got to the second last spice level, I had tears flowing out my eyes I looked over to Lando and he actually wasn't really suffering. Traitor. It was starting to get a but awkward so Lando decided to bring up a funny story from when some tabloid decides to publish the story that I was pregnant. Yes. Pregnant.

I remembered it as if it was yesterday. What had actually happened was that my partner broke up with me because they decided that my career was too much for them to follow, so I was photographed leaving their house crying. Next thing I knew when I came in for work the next day was that everyone was looking at me weirdly. I was sitting at a table by myself just scrolling through social media, when Lando sat next to me and said one word "congratulations".

Right there I thought he was making fun of me, so I turned to him and said "what's your problem?". He looked confused and said "ooh k? I thought you'd be happy to take a break" I scoffed out of disbelief "as if". "So it wasn't planned?" He asked. My jaw fell open "of course it wasn't planned! Why on earth would I plan something that would hurt me so much?". He looked so confused. I was confused. Everyone was confused. "You're not too late to make a decision" he said quietly. I turned to face him fully "it wasn't up to me". "Wait. What are you talking about?" He seemed very very confused now. I shook my head "what are YOU talking about?" I responded. There was a moment of silence "the pregnancy?" He said really quietly. "HUH??! Pregnancy?" I exclaimed really loudly "who told you I was pregnant?!". "It was all over Twitter". "Lando I'm not pregnant, my partner broke up with me" now everything made sense. "Oh. Sorry" mumbled Lando.

"That was so funny" I bit into the chicken wing in an attempt in an attempt to get rid of the pain made by the spice by reaching the dry inside- which obviously made it worse. Now both of us were showing signs of true pain but I was becoming really embarrassed about my low spice tolerance and I didn't even bother thinking about the state of my stomach afterwards.

"Oow. Oowww. Pain" I shouted as I tried fanning my mouth to relieve a bit of the intense burning sensation. We had just reached the final level of spice. Every time I looked at the monitor of the camera view I saw myself sinking in my seat more and more. Lando was more or less the same, but instead of suffering in silence he resorted to doing push ups in an attempt to distract himself from the pain. He was also laughing which didn't help him- finally we were given milk to relieve our throats.

As we drank it Lando decided it would be a very good idea to make a silly face at me which resulted in my spitting it out as if I was a desert geyser. Not very ladylike of me, but fuck, he was hilarious.